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Porky Pig's Feat (1943)
Any similarity between this hotel and hotels - living or dead - is purely co-incidental
Broken Arms Hotel
B-B-Broken Arms B-Bill
Room, uh, six-sixty-five dollars. Bath. Tete-ten dollars and fifty cents.
T-t-total a hundred-and-fifty-two-dollars and fifty cents.
You will of course pay the bill now before you leave, no?
Uh, n-no... I mean yes!
My partner Daffy will be r-r-right back.
He's out c-c-cashing a cheque.
Come on seven. Be good to Daffy.
Don't fail me now.
Uh-oh. Snake eyes.
Too bad.
You is a dead duck, duck.
Don't worry, Daffy will be here in a minute with the bil-b-bil money.
Well, I hope so.
Insulting my integrity, eh, fatso?
Insinuating I'd flee this flea-bitten dump, EH FATSO?
Intimating I'd abscond with your financial remunerations...
EH, fatso?
Hey, look. A Dick Tracy character: Pruneface!
You had insult me!
We meet on the field of honor!
My card.
You've had your coffee ratio for this week, Robespierre.
You have insult me!
We meet on the field of onion!
Fly paper
My card, you cad.
And you don't get out until you pay up!
My card, please.
I guess I showed that overstuffed turnip.
What???
Yipe.
M-m-me too, yipe.
Ok, we'll pay, we'll pay.
Let me see now. How much was it? How much?
Sold to an American.
Monotonous, isn't it?
Hurry up, Daffy.
Don't dilly, don't dilly...
Time's a-wasting!
One for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to...
Geronimo!
Broken Arms Hotel
I can't stand it. I can't stand it.
It's getting me. I'm going stir crazy,
Bastille batty, cooler cuckoo!
Look at my prison pallor.
I'm as black as a sheet!
G-gosh, if B-Bugs Bunny was only here.
Yeah, Bugs Bunny, my hero.
He can get out of any spot.
I saw him in a L-L-Leon Schlesinger cartoon once.
The hunter had him covered.
And he g-g-grabbed the gun.
And bang! The hunter fell.
What a guy. Nothing can hold him.
He'll get us out of here.
Hello, Central? Give me Bugs Bunny.
Hello, Bugs, this is Daffy.
Eh, what's up, duck?
That palooka manager has got us locked up in the Broken Arms Hotel.
We thought you could help us get out.
- Eh, did you try the elevator? - Yes.
- Eh, throw him down the stairs? - Yes.
- You were defeat? - Yes.
- Swing across on the rope? - Yes.
We tried all those ways.
Ah, don't work, do they?
That's all, folks!